you won't narrow me aiding other than your worldwide greenhouse

temporary corporal."
From the ship we went to the Trans-Siberian Railroad
sidings. Work gangs were busily loading the trucks with
the choicest goods from the ships. From here the trucks
would leave for Moscow, some six thousand miles away.
As we stood there, one train moved out. Two engines
pulling a vast array of railroad cars, each engine with five
wheels on each side. Giant things which were well kept
and which were regarded almost as living creatures by the
train crew.
Boris drove along beside the tracks. Guards were every-
where, from pits in the ground armed men scanned the
undersides of the passing trains, looking for stowaways.
"You seem to be very afraid of anyone illegally riding the
trains," I said, "this is a thing which I do not understand.
What harm could it do to allow people to take a ride?"
"Priest," sadly replied Boris, "you have no knowledge
of Life, just as the captain said. Enemies of the Party,
saboteurs, and capitalist spies would try to steal into our
cities. No honest Russian would want to travel unless so
directed by his Commissar."
"But are there many trying to take rides? What do you
do with them when you see them?"
"Do with them. Why, shoot them, of course!


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